Jing Shao is infertile, but his nanny is pregnant with his child.

The first person Lu Yan thought of was Lin Changjian.

She had indeed thoroughly offended Lin Changjian on these occasions, and he had a motive to investigate her.

Lu Yan: "When did it start?"

He Yuejin: "Last week."

He Yuejin didn't know this at first either. It was just a coincidence that his father asked him to go to the Third Factory on business. He overheard some people chatting and accidentally heard Lu Yan's name.

If it were anything else, that would be one thing, but they specifically inquired about how Lu Yaguang got his position.

When it came to Lu Yaguang, Lu Yan became serious. "Why are you only telling me now?"

He Yuejin: "I was afraid of alerting them. Everyone knows about our relationship. If I came back and told you, what would we do if they stopped making any moves? I wanted to see what they would do next. The next day, I sent one of our people to the family compound. A country woman who claimed to be visiting relatives pretended to ask for directions, but she pointed to your door. As she talked, she steered the conversation towards you."

Lu Yan's child out of wedlock was already a topic of conversation in the family compound and the cotton mill. As soon as she started talking, those gossipy women would tell all the stories to strangers.

Their investigation didn't seem too abrupt, and the people they sent each time were different, as were the places they inquired about, so no one suspected anything.

He Yuejin, being more observant, connected the two events.

Lu Yan frowned. "What do you mean by 'two groups of people'?"

"Just as I was about to tell you, our people came back and told me that someone went to the family compound and the factory to inquire about you again, but this group of people were like idiots, asking questions right away without any attempt to hide anything, so it was obviously not the same group."

Lu Yan began to ponder. According to He Yuejin, the people in front seemed to be arranged by Lin Changjian, while the people behind were probably arranged by that incompetent Tang Qingxue, which was in line with her style of doing things.

It seems the blows were too light.

He Yuejin: "Be careful lately, don't let Ya Guang out of your sight."

"I know, I'll be careful."

Lu Yaguang stayed in the compound the whole time, and guards watched who went in and out, so the chances of anything happening were slim.

She just couldn't understand what the point of Lin Changjian and Tang Qingxue investigating her was.

If it wasn't them, then who was it?

Lu Yan looked at He Yuejin, "Have our men wait for me outside the compound tomorrow night."

She needs to find out who is investigating her.

He Yuejin: "Okay."

"By the way, have you finished designing the spring collection for next year?"

Lu Yan, who had already finished drawing, shook her head and said without batting an eye, "Not yet. Didn't you say it wouldn't be until next month?"

"So you remember?"

"understood."

After He Yuejin finished speaking, he was about to leave when Lu Yan told him to wait a moment. "I'm going back to get something for you to take back to your aunt and uncle."

Lu Yan turned back and came out again with a jar of mud moxibustion in her hand.

He Yuejin smelled a strong odor of Chinese medicine. "What is this?"

"The medicinal mud I made can be applied to wherever your uncle or aunt feels pain. Both of them can use it together."

Lu Yan explained to him how to use it.

He Yuejin didn't stand on ceremony and took it back.

Lu Yan turned around and saw Zhou Yanchen standing at the living room door at some point.

He sat in his wheelchair, the dim yellow light behind him casting a shadow around him, half his face hidden in the darkness, his deep eyes fixed on Lu Yan in the shadows.

Lu Yanxin's heart pounded uncontrollably, and she felt inexplicably guilty.

At this moment, she was like a wife who had gone out to fool around and had been caught red-handed by her husband.

Realizing this thought, Lu Yan suddenly snapped back to reality.

She's just Zhou Yanchen's nanny, what is she feeling guilty about!

Thinking of this, Lu Yan felt much more at ease. She walked over and smiled at Zhou Yanchen, "Mr. Zhou, you haven't rested yet?"

Zhou Yan stared at her face without saying a word.

Lu Yan forced herself to remain calm, "Mr. Zhou, I'm going to sleep now."

After saying that, Lu Yan took a step forward, completely unaware that she was moving her arms and legs in unison.

He had only taken a few steps when Zhou Yan's deep voice sounded behind him.

"stop."

Lu Yan's body stopped before her mind could process it.

She didn't turn around. "Mr. Zhou, is there anything else?"

With their backs to each other, Zhou Yan remained silent for a moment before saying calmly, "Don't go out with shady men late at night. It'll look bad if someone sees you."

Lu Yan turned around in surprise. What was he saying?

"He Yuejin is my friend."

Zhou Yan's voice remained cold. "He's a man."

Lu Yan blinked, tilted her head, and stared at him. "Mr. Zhou, are you concerned about me?"

Zhou Yanchen turned his face away and denied it, saying, "No."

Lu Yan said "Oh," and added, "But you really seemed jealous just now."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanchen's hands, which were resting on his knees, suddenly clenched, his breathing became heavier, and his voice became slightly hoarse, "No."

Lu Yan said "Oh" again, "Okay, if Mr. Zhou has nothing else, I'll go back to my room to rest."

This time, Zhou Yan remained silent.

Lu Yan stared at his back for a while, then turned and went back into the house.

Lu Yan's footsteps faded into the distance until the sound of the door closing reached Zhou Yanchen's ears, at which point his clenched hands slowly loosened.

He touched his legs, looked up at the starry sky, and his eyes gradually lost focus.

Lu Yan didn't know how long Zhou Yan had been sitting in the courtyard, lying on the bed repeatedly thinking about He Yuejin's words.

The more I think about it, the less it seems like Lin Changjian and Tang Qingxue.

It's no secret that she had a child out of wedlock; she's lost count of how many times she's been criticized over the years.

But why are they asking her whose son he is?

Do you think they can help her son find his biological father?

Lu Yaguang crawled over and said, "Mom, your hands are so cold, let me warm them up for you."

Lu Yan extended her hand, then bent down and kissed Lu Yaguang on the forehead. "Thank you, son."

As she spoke, Lu Yan instructed him, "Son, don't go out alone these days. If any strangers approach you, don't talk to them or go with them, understand?"

Lu Yaguang placed his mother's hand on his warm belly. "Mom, I understand."

It's the end of November, the coldest time of the year, with snow falling frequently. It's been almost ten days since I last gave Zhou Jianguo and Zhu Guoan acupuncture.

The weather was nice today, so Chen Yuhong came over early this morning to invite Lu Yan to give Zhu Guoan acupuncture.

Chen Yuhong's attitude improved with each visit. "Xiao Lu, the weather is nice today. My husband isn't going to the military base. Could you spare some time to go over and give him acupuncture?"

Lu Yan nodded. "Madam, please raise the temperature in the room first, and have Political Commissar Zhu prepare. Just call me when he's ready."

"Okay, okay."

Chen Yuhong went back.

Jin Aiyun rolled her eyes at her back. "Old woman, your face changes so quickly."